I think I saw this film first on 'Disneyland' on Australian television back in the late sixties. And I had not seen it again until today on Netflix. More than fifty years, yet I could remember the Vienna boys delight when they were told their world tour would end in Australia, and one of them saying he was going to buy a boomerang. Australia was so far off the world map in those days, that any mention in popular culture was quite a big deal for inhabitants. McHales Navy, Gilligan's Island, films like 'Wackiest Ship in the Army' and 'Donovan's Reef', that was about it. It was really strange to be living in such a large country/continent, but to be unknown to such much of the world. It used to make my eyelid quiver when Australia and its population of six million or so got a mention in any context. Now, in this rapidly shrinking world, when Australia has been well found by some of the best known free-loaders and carpetbaggers of biblical antiquity, I would rather like to go back to the naive country that the Vienna Boys' Choir found here in 1962.
Review of Almost Angels
